Chapter 67
"Wen Liangxi," Li Ying'an suddenly stood up from the ground upon hearing the voice, his hands hanging by his side tightly clenched, "What did you do to Li Youzhi? Speak, give him back to me!"
"Li Youzhi... Haha, it turns out it has such a lively name, quite nice. Do you want to see him? Then I'll tell you a place. Come here without alerting anyone. Although I don't want to hide anymore, I still hope it's just you, and don't alert the police."
I heard Wen Liangxi say a name over there. It was the name of a park, which was where I first met him.
After getting the agreed location, Li Ying'an did not hesitate. Without saying a word, he took the key by the door, locked the door and ran straight in.
I was like a gust of wind, following behind him and accompanying him forward.
It was afternoon, the sun was in full bloom, and many elderly women were walking together in the park, all wrapped in thick cotton-padded jackets, basking in the sun. Outside a pavilion, a tall, slender man stood, his presence striking. The elderly women who passed by would chat with him, and he would respond in a friendly manner.
That person was the cat abuser Wen Liangxi that Li Ying'an was looking for.
The first time he saw him, Li Ying'an rushed over.
Li Ying'an didn't care about his affairs, not even caring that he was a murderer: "Where is Li Youzhi?"
Wen Liangxi enjoyed this anxious expression for a moment, and when Li Ying'an was about to ask impatiently for the second time, he lowered his head and took out something exquisitely wrapped from the bag he was carrying.
He handed it to the other person without saying what it was.
Li Ying'an took it without saying anything. He squeezed the package with his hand, then pursed his lips and violently opened the package until the expected but unbelievable kitten skin was revealed.
I stared at the skin, and immediately felt as if someone had hit me on the head, as if my soul was about to be blown away.
That's my skin, the whole skin peeled off from my body.
"Are you surprised?" Wen Liangxi laughed softly.
Li Ying'an did not respond to his words. His body was like a dead tree in an earthquake, shaking like leaves in the wind. His breathing was rapid and heavy, and his eyes were red. I have never seen him so out of control. Even the last time he learned that his mentor had passed away, he was not so angry.
"You actually killed him." His grey eyes were dyed red by tears, as if the sunset glow was rising in his eyes, or like a quenched knife, wishing to gouge out the flesh of Wen Liangxi and eat his flesh and drink his blood. "You beast, do you know what you are doing? You actually killed him. Are you crazy?"
He is about to beat Wen Liangxi, I am worried for him!
Anger cannot support the sun of the next day.
Impulse is the devil.
Although Li Ying'an's eyes were like knives, Wen Liangxi took out a knife from his arms. At the same time, he took back the cat skin from Li Ying'an's hand when he was not paying attention, and used it to threaten him.
"If you don't want it whole, I still have some broken limbs here."
"Wen Liangxi!" Li Ying'an was completely panicked...
"You have no right to touch me. I gave it to you because I wanted to. If you continue to be unreasonable, I don't mind cutting this skin into pieces. It's not mine anyway."
This threatening remark really made Li Ying'an stop. He felt helpless, but he also looked at the other party with grief and anger, or to be more precise, at the thing in the other party's hand, with his dusky gray eyes.
Those were a pair of empty eyes filled with hatred. He wanted to use these eyes to kill all those who made him sad, but in the end he found that there was only his own corpse lying in these eyes.
"Actually, you and Li Feng... maybe I can follow your lead and call it Li Youzhi. You're both equally foolish and clueless about reality. You think everything you do is dazzling, but you don't realize you're no better than an ant, invisible to others."
Li Ying'an maintained his previous expression. Wen Liangxi deliberately leaned in closer, draped the cat skin around his neck, and smiled haughtily, "So what if I'm abusing cats? There's no reason to convict me of a crime if there's no law against it. As for the other issue, I could say I'm mentally ill. Many people have said that anyway, so wouldn't it be too boring if I didn't prove it?"
Li Ying'an's eyes moved and tears welled up again.
"So," Wen Liangxi pinched a corner of the cat's skin and wiped Li Ying'an's tears, "it's really—"
My eyes widened at the sudden change.
Qiqi appeared out of nowhere and bumped directly into Wen Liangxi's exposed knife. The little girl groaned in pain and fell to the ground gently like a feather.
Upon seeing this scene, the old ladies passing by immediately acted as loudspeakers, shouting that someone was being murdered in the park!
Kiki's appearance was probably something none of us had expected, and her running towards the edge of the knife was also unexpected.
She fell to the ground and curled up in pain. Her skinny little face turned as pale as a crumpled piece of paper. She endured the intense pain and looked at Wen Liangxi. She wanted to open her mouth to speak but became mute. However, her bright eyes did not lie. It was written clearly in black and white on them: Why do you want to kill me?
Of course I knew that Qiqi was framing Wen Liangxi. Li Ying'an and Wen Liangxi also knew it, but others didn't know. They were determined to think that Wen Liangxi had stabbed Qiqi in an impulsive act.
Until someone recognized the wanted Wen Liangxi in the group.
Wen Liangxi escaped easily from the commotion.
Li Ying'an squatted down quickly. He didn't dare to move the injured girl easily for fear that she would suffer secondary injuries. He could only let her thin and shriveled body lie painfully on the cold ground.
"Brother..." Qiqi called Li Ying'an weakly.
Li Ying'an, waking up from a dream, immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the number with a Parkinson's-like intensity: "Don't be afraid, I'll find someone to save you."
Qiqi shook her head almost imperceptibly, I don't know if she was trying to get rid of the pain in her mind or to deny what Li Ying'an said. She stretched out her hand with all her strength and grabbed my fur before Li Ying'an pressed the key.
"This is the skin of the little tabby cat," she said, her eyes full of tears. "I remember this maple leaf. Brother, don't be sad. If I die, the murderer will be caught."
The little girl had a simple mindset. She simply thought that even if abusing animals was not illegal, killing people would result in imprisonment.
She just wanted Wen Liangxi to get the punishment he deserved, so she would rather sacrifice herself to make her wish come true.
Li Ying'an wiped away his tears. He didn't care about making me sad or thinking about anything else. As the life was at stake, he had to dial the ambulance number in an emergency to save the little girl.
"Brother," Kiki's face turned pale again before the hotline was picked up, but she still insisted on talking to Li Ying'an.
Rather than speaking, it was more like leaving his last words. "If Teacher Lanlan wakes up, tell her I'm doing well and don't let her miss me. If she doesn't wake up, go see her, okay? Don't be sad. If I die accidentally, I'll go and keep Xiao Mao company. He won't be lonely..."
As they spoke, their voices became softer and the air became stagnant.
No longer breathing...
The arrival of medical staff also showed this. The little girl had lost too much blood and was in shock. She had no signs of life.
The crowd dispersed, and Li Ying'an squatted in front of the bloodstain, crying sadly in a deliberately low voice. He even summoned the wind and snow.
In the following days, the snow kept falling. It wasn't heavy, but it was accompanied by a biting cold wind, making this year seem particularly cold.
Another deep winter is coming.
And I'm about to return.
Looking at Li Ying'an again, he was still depressed. He had no appetite all day long and just sat in the entertainment area, staring blankly.
I think he needs time to digest it.
Before leaving, I couldn't help but look at him: You can wait for spring to slowly arrive, and for the winter in your heart to quietly melt away. Stop thinking about me and live a good life, Li Ying'an.
You deserve it.
After days of continuous snow and overcast skies, the blue sky finally cleared up. Warm and pleasant sunlight poured out from the clouds, illuminating every corner of the winter world.
Warm days like this are my favorite. I will lie down next to familiar people or in my favorite place to bask in the sun.
At the same time, such a day also means that good news will come.
The vicious cat abuse incident sparked nationwide online awareness by Moon Yang-hee. With the growing public opinion and the calls from experts and scholars for a case to be filed, the proposed animal protection bill has been officially put on the agenda. While its implementation will be a long wait, its proposed legislation is certain to be enacted soon, ensuring the well-being of animals.
But Wen Liangxi's story was not satisfactory.
The result of the judicial appraisal was that, in addition to obvious personality disorders, the criminal Wen Liangxi also had mental disorders and schizophrenia that was so severe that he could not control himself. Therefore, his excessive behavior could not be labeled as a normal person's judicial trial result.
In the end, the court adopted the expert opinion that Wen Liangxi was not criminally responsible and the death penalty would not be carried out, but this did not mean that he would be acquitted. Instead, he would be forcibly detained in a mental hospital.
This was Wen Liangxi's final fate.
…
Two years later, it was another snowy winter.
A colorful tabby cat was jumping in the snow, like a nimble rabbit. The snow-white ground was covered with messy cat footprints, like plum blossoms blooming in the ground.
Suddenly, it stopped at a certain position, which was like a small hill, except that hills could not breathe, but he could.
A gust of wind blew, blowing up the snow all over the sky. It felt that the surroundings were too cold, but the body of this bulging little hill was warm, so it slowly approached and buried itself in his arms.
Gradually, the falling snowflakes became heavier and heavier, and the thin snow soon buried the dirty hill.
A tabby cat poked its head out from the snow.
It felt that this hill was not as warm as before, and the hill was getting colder and colder. It simply stood up and shook off the snow on its body, and continued to run in the direction it had just run, striding forward.
The plum blossoms are winding and blooming in the vast snow.
The snow was really getting heavier, and the small hill where we had been staying not long ago was completely buried in the white snow.
And the plum blossoms were also quietly covered.
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